For All The Old Boxers (A Boxer's Heart) Poem by Dave Alan Walker
For All The Old Boxers (A Boxer's Heart)
Rating: ★3.8
As my feet pound
the six am road
my heart beats
to the sound of the bell
My mind flitters
to the punishment
I will have to take
God keep me safe
watch over me
my years may be many
but my heart is still young
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: punishment
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In training to box again, at 47 I might be pushing it a bit
but I won't be the first and I won't be the last to fight later in life.
It's something you can't switch off.
but I won't be the first and I won't be the last to fight later in life.
It's something you can't switch off.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R.j. Wynn
01 May 2013
Good luck Dave, wish I could train for something, can barely walk anymore yet I'm willing.
0
0
Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Dave Alan Walker
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
8/19/2026 7:41:26 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Good luck Dave, the only bell I wait for is the one they ring at closing time! !